I have not spoken to him since. I have not looked at his Facebook profile or even looked through the photos of mutual friends to see if I can catch him in the background. Pinky swear, that’s how emotionally mature I am. Or that’s how avoidant I am. My sister, though, reports that he is doing well. That he bought a townhouse, and a BMW, and that he met a very nice Indian girl here in Minnesota. Maybe they’ll even get married. Chapter Six Baggage It was clear that I was not prepared for the dating process. Though not many people are truly prepared for holding themselves up to the scrutiny of
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